Charli From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

He said and walked silently out of the room and pulled his over coat from the hook outside of the room. Charlie observed through the screen of his laptop, his colored tube pressed against his lips sucking the cold drink. He was noticing the details of the subject of his eye, the over perky girl who danced across the hall and kitchen with her plate full of pies. Something about the girl was not fitting well with him as he had been watching her for two days he had found nothing suspicious of her actions but she was a strange girl who never slept at night and often was captured in the cameras he'd placed a her house, reading, thinking or scribbling something in her book. He just found her a wei

“He’s… unusual. But he gets it. Dreams, guardians, prophecies—this is his wheelhouse. Just don’t ask him to babysit. He’s allergic to most of your lot.” By evening, the forest was draped in gold and shadow. Serenya sat quietly near Cheyenne and Gunner, the adrenaline from her final training still simmering under her skin. A knock echoed through the cabin. “Evening!” Charlie’s mischievous voice carried inside. “Hope you’re ready for some… mental gymnastics.” Cheyenne opened the door. “Charlie. You said you knew a guy. Who’s your guy?” Charlie grinned, stepping aside to reveal a tall, lean man with piercing gray eyes and an aura that thrummed like unspent lightning. “This is Malrik. Dream inte

he said in a quiet voice that was almost a whisper. “Are you experienced in cars?” Ivote asked. Charlie stopped for a second before answering. “Y-yes” he stuttered. “Destroy the brakes of his most used car” Ivote said on the other line before hanging up without waiting for Charlie’s reply. Charlie's lips trembled as he gasps. ‘They want to kill Master!’ he said in his mind as he realizes why they needed him as a spy. ‘I-I don’t think I’d be able to do this. I can’t’ kill someone!’ he thought while slowly opening the door of the bathroom.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

She, after all, killed a witch with poison hands, took her ability and claimed it as her own. Cord didn’t seem to mind her trespassing their private meeting. He just watched her as his shadows danced all over the hall, ready to inflict pain should she disrespect him. Charlie saw the threat and the omnipotence of her Master and decided to kneel before him. “I am at your disposal, Master Rexcord.” It was a minute of silence before Cord replied. “Very well, ” he said ushering a triumphant grin at the corner of his mouth. “Show me your loyalty.”

Cory, who strolled behind me apologized while he offered her a brief side hug. “Nonsense. It’s business, never apologize for that.” She dismissed him smoothly. “You must be Remy?” She inquired turning back to me with a raised eyebrow. “Yeah I am.” “Splendid.” She flashed a grin and tapped something on the large tablet in her hand. “I’m Charlie. Housing agent and interior decorator. If you see something you like, just let me know so it can be arranged for you.” I nodded, impressed already.

He led her into the other room. They had almost reached the door when a female computerized voice rang out. “Welcome Goddess. I am Charlie, and I am here to fulfill your command. Do you require anything of me?” Amaris stopped in her tracks and looked at Lyle who had a knowing grin on his face. “Mari meet Charlie. Jason and Taji’s super computer.” Amaris stared at Lyle waiting for him to tell her it was a joke. He simply smiled at her. “Nice to meet you Charlie. I will let you know if I need anything.” She said warily. Lyle led her through the doorway and into the next room. The other three men looked up at them.

I felt too guilty asking June to look after Mum for more than two nights as her free time is so limited. “No, you’ll be fine, you’re gorgeous! You’ll definitely get matches soon. Come on, let’s see who’s available.” I look at the first contender. He’s wearing a baseball cap and posing in a gym. “Left,” Charlie says. “Let me read his bio.” “He’s flexing, for Christ’s sake.” “I’m not averse to a few muscles.” “Alice, you have an IQ of 130. He lists his interests as beer and rugby.”

Cher started out coy, but when she noticed how eager Megara was, she pounced. Megara was not going to let her rival win all the glory, so she hungrily lunged and threw herself forward. It was almost as though every man in the world had died and Javier was the only member of his species left… Meanwhile, Charlie Larson had made all the necessary contacts. He had also managed to identify where Javier was staying. Everything was planned out in his mind—Javier was going to get the beating of his life tonight, and he would come out of that experience knowing one thing: He shouldn’t mess with Charlie Larson!

In the gloom his eyes flick between the two pictures, then, head dropping back onto his pillow, they close. ***** This is the Concluding Episode of "Mastering the Virgin". However, you can meet James, Charlotte & Michael, and Richard & Beth, In the next episode of Charlotte's story: 'Charlotte's Search'